holy water

she had a statue
of Jesus
in the livingroom.
about three
feet high.
it lit up with
a white light
emanating from
his blue eyes.
in the hall
was mary,
gleaming
in porcelain,
then the saints
in the bedroom
and the palm
leaves
nailed to the wall.
the rosary beads
on the counter,
next to bowl
of holy water.
so it surprised me
when she yelled
out from the
kitchen, kicking
off her high heels,
how i wanted my
martini, dirty,
dry, or extra
dry.